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A new year, a new challenge. Author and publicist extroidinaire Emlyn Chand has issued an exciting reading challenge. As we go forward into 2012, Emlyn asks us to go backward in time and re-discover the books we read in our youth. What were our favorite books? Which books put us on the path to lifelong reading? Re-reading them now, as adults, do we feel the same way about them as we did “back then”, or have we outgrown them?

Each month, an author of children’s books will sponsor the challenge. We’ll be seeing children’s lit, middle grade, YA. It will be a veritable feast of reading what turned us on to reading.

I am lucky enough to have come from a long line of readers. I can trace my reading heritage back to my grandmother, although I suspect it goes beyond her. My mother was a voracious reader and she passed that passion on to my five sisters and me.

I’ve been reading since I was five years old. I got my first library card at age five, but I was reading simple stories before then. We lived a mere two blocks away from our town’s public library. To get a library card, a child had to be six years old, and be able to write his or her name in full. Being a bit precocious in reading, I could do that at age five, and so my mother requested that I get a library card. The library stuck by their rules, and said I couldn’t get my card until that September, when I turned six. My mother was relentless; I think maybe by then she couldn’t keep me supplied with enough books at home. With three other little ones at that time to care for, I imagine she was desperate for activities to keep me busy.

The library finally saw things Mom’s way and let me have my own card before I turned six, and so I began my journey as an insatiable reader. Through the years I read everything I could get my hands on—starting with picture books, early readers, on to middle grade, and then adult novels. Plenty of non-fiction found its way into my hands, also—biographies, plays, travel books, and how-to books on many topics.

It was a no-brainer that when I became old enough, I got my first job as a page at the library. During my high school years, I learned the inner workings of running a library, everything from shelving books to mending them, and many things in between.

Some of my favorite younger books were Stone Soup and Caps for Sale. A publisher that I don’t remember had a series of biographies that I couldn’t get enough of in middle school. I read about all sorts of people. There was Michael Faraday, the scientist; Juliette Gordon Low, the founder of the Girl Scouts; Harriet Beecher Stowe; Benjamin Franklin; George Washington.

As I grew older, Trixie Belden and her friends entertained me as they solved mystery after mystery. I read every play Neil Simon wrote, and tried to teach myself the Hawaiian language. The topic didn’t matter; I inhaled every book that wasn’t quick enough to run out of my way.

My absolute favorite children’s book is one that I didn’t read as a child. While working at the library in my senior year of high school, I became enthralled with a newly released picture book—Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, by Judith Viorst. It doesn’t matter how young or old you are, everyone has days when they want to chuck it all and move to Australia! I often choose this book to give as a gift for new babies. I have a hunch that the new parents can relate well to the sentiment Alexander lives through. (more…)

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Good morning! I hope the holidays are finding all of you well. If you have some time on your hands and/or some room on a new e-reader, I recommend Farsighted, the debut novel by Emlyn Chand. The price is right, but more importantly, the book is good! Take a look–

Announcing the Farsighted Social Media Whirlwind Tour!

As part of this special promotional extravaganza sponsored by Novel Publicity, the price of the Farsighted eBook edition is just 99 cents this week.

What’s more, by purchasing this fantastic book at an incredibly low price, you can enter to win many awesome prizes, including lots of Amazon gift cards (up to $100 in amount) and 5 autographed copies of the book. Be sure to enter before the end of the day on Friday, December 30th, so you don’t miss out.

To Win the Prizes

  1. Purchase your copy of Farsighted for just 99 cents on Amazon or Barnes & Noble
  2. Fill-out the form on Novel Publicity to enter for the prizes
  3. Visit today’s featured event; you may win an autographed copy of the book or a $50 gift card!
  4. BONUS: If you leave a comment on this blog post, you have another chance at $100!
  5. DOUBLE BONUS: If I receive more comments than any other blogger, *I* win $100.

…And I can win too!

Over 100 bloggers are participating in this gigantic event, and there are plenty of prizes for us too. The blogger who receives the most votes in the traffic-breaker poll will win a $100 gift card as well. So when you visit Novel Publicity’s site to fill-out the contest entry form, don’t forget to say that I referred you, so I can get a point in the poll.

The Featured Events include:

Monday, a guest blog on Novel Publicity! Emlyn kicks off the tour on the Novel Publicity Free Advice blog by discussing her brightly burning passion for books in a guest post entitled “My journey through the pages and toward a life-long love of reading.” One commenter will win an autographed copy of Farsighted. Don’t forget to enter for the other contest prizes while you’re over there!

Tuesday, Twitter sharing contest! A tweet is tiny, only 140 characters. But on Tuesday, it could win you $50. Send the following tweet across the twittersphere, and you just may win a $50 Amazon gift card. An autographed copy of Farsighted is also up for grabs. The winners will be announced Wednesday morning. Here’s the tweet: Looking for a fun read to round out your holiday break? The paranormal YA hit Farsighted is just 99 cents! http://ow.ly/81Dt1 #whirlwind

Wednesday, Google+ sharing contest! Yup, there’s yet another awesome opportunity to win a $50 Amazon gift card, and this time it just takes a single click! Visit Google+ and share Emlyn Chand’s most recent post (you’ll see the Stay Farsighted book cover included with it). On Thursday morning, one lucky sharer will be $50 richer. An autographed copy of Farsighted is also up for grabs. Two chances to win with just one click! How about that?

Thursday, Facebook sharing contest! Stop by Novel Publicity’s Facebook page and share their latest post (you’ll see the Farsighted book cover included with it). It’s ridiculously easy to win! On Friday morning, one lucky sharer will be $50 richer. An autographed copy of Farsighted is also up for grabs.

Friday, special contest on the author’s site! Are you ready for some more fun? Take a picture of yourself with your copy of Farsighted either in paperback or on an eReading device, then post it to Emlyn Chand’s Facebook page or email a copy to author@emlynchand.com. You just way win one of three Amazon gift cards! A $100 prize will go to the photo with the most interesting setting (so put your holiday travel time to work for you). Another $50 will go the funniest photo, and one more prize of $50 will go the scariest photo—this is a paranormal YA book after all. An autographed copy of Farsighted will go to one randomly selected entrant. For more details about this contest, please visit www.emlynchand.com.

Remember, it’s all about the books!

About Farsighted: Alex Kosmitoras may be blind, but he can still “see” things others can’t. When his unwanted visions of the future begin to suggest that the girl he likes could be in danger, he has no choice but to take on destiny and demand it reconsider. Farsighted is the winner of the 2011 Dragonfly eBook Awards. Get it on Amazon or Barnes & Noble.

About the Author: Emlyn Chand has always loved to hear and tell stories, having emerged from the womb with a fountain pen grasped firmly in her left hand (true story). When she’s not writing, she runs a large book club in Ann Arbor and is the president of author PR firm, Novel Publicity. Emlyn loves to connect with readers and is available throughout the social media interweb. Visit her on her website, Twitter, Facebook, or GoodReads.

Now please enjoy this exciting excerpt from Farsighted…

“Did Dad tell you? A new tenant moved into the old pharmacy next door.”

“Really?” I ask, not letting on I already know. If I feign ignorance, Mom’ll divulge all the details. “What is it?”

“It’s a psychic shop,” Her voice crackles with excitement like a fire that’s just beginning to burn. “The All-Seeing Miss Teak. Isn’t that cute? Miss Teak, Mystic. Ha, I wonder if that’s her real name.”

I laugh. “That is funny. Never had a psychic in town before. What’s she like?” (more…)

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Turns out you can go home again, at least to a small slice of it.
Last Monday, I returned to the home town I left for good over twenty years ago. I went to the Carnegie Library of McKeesport to donate a copy of my children’s book, Tales From Shrimps.

I grew up around the corner from the library. I got my first library card at the age of five. At that time, children were allowed to get a library card when they turned six. But my mother pestered, cajoled, and begged for me to be allowed to have a card when I was five. I could fulfill all the library’s requirements—I could print my first and last names, I knew my address and phone number, and I would be going to first grade that fall. To the day she died, my mother was a formidable force regarding the great value of reading; the library never stood a chance—I got my card.

That began the many summers of my reading five books a day (the library’s limit on how many books a child could borrow; that number seemed to satisfy my mother, so there were no more battles). The school year saw that number drop a bit for me, but I was still a fixture at the library year-round.

Year by year, one by one, my five younger sisters followed in my path, literally and figuratively, as we each in turned devoured every children’s book the library owned. We then turned to the adult books as we grew older.

My sisters and I owned the summer reading program. We didn’t give the other kids much of a chance to beat us in the “reading the most books” category. We consistently placed in the top three in whichever age group we were that particular summer.

The competition really heated up when my sister Karen reached the same age group I was in. We were neck and neck with the number of books we read. The library started counting the number of pages in each book to determine a “winner.” Somewhere in the back of my head, I knew I should give other kids a chance, but I just couldn’t keep myself from reading. I read like I breathed—no conscious thought of having to do it, but knowing I couldn’t live without it.

And besides, being nice to other kids took a far back seat to beating my sister!

I worked at the library as a page during high school. It was my first job. I was paid fifty cents an hour. And of course, yet again, my younger sisters followed me in that job, too, over the years. The Strangis girls were a package deal; you got us all at one time or another.

When I arrived at the library last week, it was truly like being in a time machine. The outside was the same, albeit a little cleaner after being sandblasted at some point. It smelled the same when I walked in.

I cried for all the things that had stayed the same—the circular circulation desk in the middle of the main room; the rows of tables behind the desk; the stacks of books ringing the walls around the tables; the fiction room across the other side of the circulation desk.

And I cried for all the wonderful changes that had been made. Computers were tucked along every bit of space the library could squeeze out. There were shelves full of CDs and DVDs that library patrons could check out. And the library was full; yes, full, on a Monday morning no less. Most people were at the computers; perhaps looking for jobs; perhaps researching for school work; perhaps reading online the many newspapers that had been ubiquitous over the years, stretched out on long rods and hung on special shelves.

Downstairs, the children’s library had undergone its third renovation since the days I had wandered up and down the stacks, carefully picking my five books each day, anticipating the worlds I would explore when I took them home.

A longtime family friend, who I had not seen since I had moved away, was there to get copies of my book for his grandchildren and his sister’s grandchildren. Do you have friends whom you could not see for years, and yet pick up the emotional connection immediately upon seeing them again? Tom is one of those friends for me. I hugged and hugged him, not able to let go, feeling as though we had just seen each other last week,

After the presentation of the book, as I was getting ready to leave, I turned towards the steps to go back up to the main library, and I stood transfixed. Standing there waiting for me to see her, was one of my closest friends from my library days. There was Nancy, smiling broadly, looking just like she did forty years ago. We hugged tightly, again not wanting to let go. I could never have guessed that I would see her that day.

She works there full-time now. She told me she had Mrs. Levy’s job—cataloguing each new book as it came in, deciding where it fit in the Dewey decimal system and assigning it a number. At the mention of Mrs. Levy’s name, the names of all the “library ladies” flooded back. Each woman, and the job each one of them had.

The city I grew up in has suffered greatly from the collapse of the steel industry. Half of the buildings in the old neighborhood surrounding the library were gone, including my grandmother’s house and that of my best friend. The other half looked liked they should be torn down, too.

But the library stood like a vision in the midst of the decline all around it. And with it, more than just my memories; my experiences were indelibly imbedded within that building. I could see them and feel them like the spectral trail that ghosts are said to leave behind them.

I was home again, even if just for that morning.

Photos from Carnegie Library of McKeesport’s Facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/pages/Carnegie-Library-of-McKeesport/136217693084738

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